Dean Myers issues a vicious snarl as he explodes into his were-tiger Fursona; jumping into the fray as the two woman are still fighting each other tooth and claw. Wrenching Alice Decrux away from Virginia and tossing the were-raccoon onto her tail eliciting a painful chitter from the scorned woman; Dean Myers just roars at her, daring Alice to get up as he bears his claws as the stunned and now scared lady.
“Your ass is now cooked,” Dean Myers snarling; “and don’t think I won’t testify on Virginia and Harold’s behalf when you face charges this time.”
“For what,” Alice doing her best to intimidate the were-tiger and failing badly; “you’re the one spreading lies about me.”
“Then why does documentation of said allegations exist,” Harold shouting back; “Dean Myers showed me the pattern of you turning men into were-raccoons. Getting them to knock you up and turning them into your own personal ATM machine for the next eighteen years,” Harold continuing; “you were planning to do that with me. ADMIT IT,” Harold starting to growl.
That growl got everyone’s attention; Virginia the first to look at Harold could only stare stunned as she sees orange fur spreading from the visible scratch on his ankle.
“Looks like you lost for good this time Alice,” Virginia sneering; “Harold is well on his way to being a were-tiger.”
“You’re the one who scratch him,” Alice snapping back; “so its you who will be dealing with Statue 1A* charges.”
“Not if I have anything to say in regards to it,” Dean Myers growling at Alice; “you started the fight. You punched Virginia first; as a witness to the altercation, you can be sure I will be telling the police that when they come.”
“I’ve already called them,” Harold finally seeing the scratch on his legs and the orange fur steadily spreading up his leg. “Do we need to,” Harold looking concerned at Virginia.
“Yes,” Virginia answering; “unless of course you want to go mad and leave your daughter an orphan.”
Harold shuddered at the thought of going mad and dying at the prospect of an incomplete transformation. Leaving his daughter Melissa without a father after her mother died of cancer would be not only cruel to the child but irresponsible. Knowing that sexual intercourse is required to finish the process; Harold was understandably worried, yet knew there was no other choice in the matter
“Relax,” Virginia trying to calm down Harold; “I’m on my were-birth control pill so you won’t get me pregnant, plus I’ll be gentle.” Looking at Alice and growling; “I can’t say the same for the garbage rummager over there on either account.”
******
The police arrived to see Virginia McCoy and Dean Myers in large bathrobes; seeing tattered and shredded clothes all over Harold Jenkins lawn and it still daylight, the deputy looked on at the group and glared disapprovingly. Seeing Alice Decrux still in her Fursona and tied up rather securely; similar to a pig that was hog-tied at a rodeo event, only this time it’s a were-raccoon looking pissed off and ready to fight once her bindings were removed.
“All right,” the deputy approaching the group; “what happened to cause you all to violate no shifting during the daylight?”
“I can answer that,” Dean Myers approaching; “I witnessed the entire event and had to intervene when the woman started to fight.”
Dean Myers calmly explained to the deputy who he was and what transpired in the past ten minutes. Detailing how Alice Decrux stormed over onto Harold Jenkins property and started ranting and raving and attacking Virginia in an effort to get at Harold who at the time was a normal.
“I’ll have to stop you there,” The deputy interrupting Dean Myers; “Mister Jenkins here is a normal? I’m smelling were-tiger coming from him.”
“He was scratched while trying to break up the fight between Virginia and Alice,” Dean Myers responds; “that is when I got mad and shifted. Removing Miss Decrux from Virginia and separating the two. Alice the were-raccoon over there,” Dean Myers speaking; “had every intention of trying to seduce Harold just to get him to knock her up and sue him for child support.”
“LIES,” Alice shouting; “it’s all baseless! I’m a lonely woman trying to be a good neighbor to Harold and his daughter Melissa!”
The deputy turns around to look at Alice Decrux; Alice bravado turns to abject horror as she recognizes the deputy.
“Oh not you,” Alice starting to shudder in fear; “of all the deputies in this town, you had to respond?”
“You know Alice,” Dean Myers looking at the deputy.
“We have a history,” the deputy staring at the were-raccoon; “and it didn’t end well for her. I have to radio the sheriff; he needs to be informed that we have another statue 1A case to deal with.”
“In the meantime,” Dean Myers looking at Harold; “my latest professor needs to have Virginia here to complete his transformation.”
“Oh god,” Harold looking at the time on his phone; “Melissa will be home soon. What do I tell her?”
* Statue 1A is where a were-beast forcibly turns a normal in a were against their will. Be it by a bite, scratch or through sex.